Mia ate half a cheerio! Only because she couldn't spit it out of her mouth fast enough and part of it dissolved, but I am still choosing to call it progress. She also ate part of the tag from her new pair of jeans. The tag made her a heck of a lot happier than the cheerio.
The cat is still pissing blood. I took her back to the vet today to hear it is maybe an infection and maybe stones and maybe cancer. Then it took four of them to draw blood because Callie fought them off and then peed on their table. That's my girl.
I signed up for another playgroup tomorrow. I know what I said, but it's at a woman's house that I have been to before and she was really nice and didn't even call me a loser when I rambled on about basements and whatever else so I'm going. (Why am I doing this to myself? I hate it. I have nightmares about going to playgroups.) Anyway, check back tomorrow for more tales of how I humiliated myself in front of strangers.
Wow, I'm boring today.